he groans in frustration, he was trying his best to practice setting. he struggled, practicing by himself. he wanted to perfect his serves by himself

you heard balls hitting the floor of the gym, curiously you walk over and… your eyes meet with his, it was as if sparks went off for the both of you

the ball that he threw before he saw you ended up hitting his head, causing you to fall backwards

he rushed towards you with an embarrassed blush he extended his hand

"hey you… gah- uh- what’s your name?"